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Moks Sulayman Apr 2015
I love you,
but Im too scared to admit it.
Moks Sulayman Apr 2015
My dearest Anayla,

My brain does not work quite well tonight. I have this odd feeling inside that makes me lose my mind.

Lost in the sea of thoughts, I feel like im the protagonist of the movie "life of Pi". The only difference is he got stranded at sea and I on this blank sheets.

Im diving within my thoughts, swimming across these different words. I have swam deeper and deeper until I realized Im swimming farther from what I really feel.

I do not have the right words tonight and to confess in this manner does not feel quite right.

I know you are very much busy to hear this through. That is why I must tell you that I have loved you and this is very much true.

Lilahk
Lilahk has always been inlove with Anayla but he never had the chance to confess. He always wanted to confess personally but always fails. So he decided to put it into papers, since it does not work in actions

I hope this letter of Lilahk reaches Anayla.
Moks Sulayman Apr 2015
Tonight I dance,
You called once,
I took that chance,
Waiting for a glance.

Tonight we walked,
You never talked,
Since then i thought
"I waited and rot".

Tonight I listen,
You had suspicions,
And gave me conditions,
In the end you left me

Because of traditions
I honestly dont know what ive been doing. I dont even know what im writing. Im having a hard time. But i hope i could surpass this
Moks Sulayman Apr 2015
What do i love? . . . That
Who do i love? . . . You
When did i love? . . . Then
Where did i love? . . . There
Why did i love? . . .
I have always wondered why are we having a hard time answering people that asks us "why do we love?"
Moks Sulayman Apr 2015
I don't remember yesterday,
I can't redo it today.
I don't see any big change,
I can't even recall my original age.

I kept thinking of the past
And I realized time moves fast.
All memories trapped in a glass,
A reflection of that past.

I have captured many moments.
People placed it in portraits.
I'll forever be your mini time machine,
Along with my partners, the films and the batteries.

Yours truly,
Camera
This poem was a project for our philosophy subject and i just knew about this on the d-day(submission day). We were task to make a poem about an object and i had to do this in only 3 minutes. I hope i did good.

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